yest pia html project till 3plus. morning. tot doc wan check. n wth. he didnt. damnit. hai wo pia dao zhe yang chi. hao wan ar? damn. loss so much of my sleep lor. onli slept at bout 4 plus 5 i think. sama sama as jm. lao gong slept earlier. ah lian slept at 530. wow. hahas. i'm still feelin so damn tired now though i slept at 7plus last nite. so i'm so dead now coz i've not done my marketin. gonna go ah bu house later to do. den after tat, gonna stress over wad to wear on mon. haben bought sis's gift. i'm so broke lor. fuck.

'when r u going to apply for the financial assistance thingy? ur dad noe how much is ur fees not? u noe ur dad dun have enough for all? .....' kill me lah. i hate stress lor. all these damn kind of pressure. the financial thingy is over le. i told u already. den wad u wan mi to do? u think i feel good? fact is, i dun. but wad more can i do? drop out of sch? tat WILL be the last resort. futhermore, i dun have enough to spend. i think i'd die without tat pig lor. thinkin back of wad ah bu say, i feel more fucked up seh. ppl can request for an increase in allowance. but wad bout mi? has anyone tot bout my situation b4? tat y i dun even bother to ask for an increase in allowance? blah blah blah. no fuckin one knows. so stop asking mi to ask for more allowance!!

work hard work hard work hard. but wad m i doing? everytime fooling around. sometimes i've gt the urge to juz stop toking. stop thinkin bout any single thing. but i cant. n tat's my life. lost. i lost to my life. think. think before u tok. run. run away from reality. speak. speak before u go.

i'm feelin so untitled.